have as good a time anywhere else as we could at Wild Rose Lodge. Think of
being in a real hunting lodge out in the woods away from everybody! Why,
it will be a real adventure--"

"All right. I surrender--don't shoot," laughed Betty, coming over and
perching on the railing beside Mollie. "I admit we should probably have
more fun at the lodge than we could anywhere else. I was only trying to
look on the bright side of things in case our plans should fall through.
Hello--who's this?"

"This" proved to be Mollie's little sister Dora, or "Dodo," as she was
called by almost everybody. With a sigh of relief, the girls saw that
Dodo's twin brother, Paul, was not with her, for together the children
were a simply unconquerable pair.

The twins had been spoiled by their widowed mother, Mrs. Billette, even
before the time when they had been kidnapped and spirited off by a hideous
Spaniard. But since their recovery, their joyful mother had indulged them
in every way until they had become well nigh unmanageable.

Yet in spite of everything, the twins were very lovable, and every one
loved them, even those whom they annoyed most.

And now as Dodo tore up the street toward them, waving something white in
her hand, the girls instinctively glanced about to see what they ought to
put out of sight before the cyclone struck them.

"Thank goodness, Paul isn't with her," murmured Grace. "Then we would be
in for it."